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Chapter 21
Ifthatfella’llworkforthirtycents,I’llworkfortwenty-five.
Ifhe’lltaketwenty-five,I’lldoitfortwenty.
No,me,I’mhungry.I’llworkforfifteen.I’llworkforfood.Thekids.Yououghttoseethem.Littleboils,like,comin’out,an’theycan’trunaroun’.Give’emsomewindfallfruit,an’theybloatedup.Me,I’llworkforalittlepieceofmeat.
Andthiswasgood,forwageswentdownandpricesstayedup.Thegreatownersweregladandtheysentoutmorehandbillstobringmorepeoplein.Andwageswentdownandpricesstayedup.Andprettysoonnowwe’llhaveserfsagain.
Andnowthegreatownersandthecompaniesinventedanewmethod.Agreatownerboughtacannery.Andwhenthepeachesandthepearswereripehecutthepriceoffruitbelowthecostofraisingit.Andascanneryownerhepaidhimselfalowpriceforthefruitandkeptthepriceofcannedgoodsupandtookhisprofit.Andthelittlefarmerswhoownednocannerieslosttheirfarms,andtheyweretakenbythegreatowners,thebanks,andthecompanieswhoalsoownedthecanneries.Astimewenton,therewerefewerfarms.Thelittlefarmersmovedintotownforawhileandexhaustedtheircredit,exhaustedtheirfriends,theirrelatives.Andthentheytoowentonthehighways.Andtheroadswerecrowdedwithmenravenousforwork,murderousforwork.
Andthecompanies,thebanksworkedattheirowndoomandtheydidnotknowit.Thefieldswerefruitful,andstarvingmenmovedontheroads
